This Month: April

April. I’m sitting in a coffee house and looking out of the window. Raindrops are falling from the dark sky. People roam on the street hidden under umbrellas. Spring rains slowly carry with them the greening nature and thoughts of blooming cherry trees. In my mind I travel along the paths in a lush forest and throw myself on a misty field of grass. I hear a nightingale singing. I blow soap bubbles and swim in the cold lake. My mind is clear like the sun waiting behind the clouds.

In April…

I’m listening to The Beatles while laying on the floor.

I’m reading David Duchovny’s Holy Cow.

I’m writing letters and postcards.

I spend my time going through flea markets and wandering on the streets.